Les Chansons d'Amour (2007)

Sokaristiko ohi gia tin tolmi ton eikonon, i ton ideon toy, alla giati katebazei ti diastimiki apithanotita toy na brethei sokolatoyho gala ston Ari, kai soy ti serbirei me ayga kai mpeikon, les kai to pio anorthodokso pragma s' ayto, einai oti to stayrol

Stylish, but that doesn't really make up for the drifting plot, or the lack of insight and conviction.

In a would-be sexy romp full of rumoured threesomes, there's nowhere near enough actual flesh on display.

You need a sweet tooth for this kind of thing and Garrel really is turning into the most irritating actor in the world, hyperactively clowning around and generally behaving like the Big Brother contestant from hell.

An affecting, vibrantly-acted work.

The songs are poor, the faddishness (folk parading books passim, ŕ la Godard) and Garrel’s performance are irritating, and only Chiara Mastroianni as a grieving sister brings any real sense of conviction to her role.

Sensitively using song to express grief, passion and ennui, this is a cineaste’s delight.

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Stylistically Honore favours a naturalistic approach to choreographing the composer Alex Baupain's thirteen songs, thus avoiding the pitfalls of kitsch and irony, whilst his young and beautiful cast, deliver appealingly vibrant performances.